The holiday season is inextricably tied to toys, and even here in my 50’s I still look forward to buying myself some small totally-useless-but-ultimately-fun item each year. Now, I’m not…

I think I’m going to start a new series here in ye olde journal where I detail some strange, interesting, or strangely interesting facet of growing up in the 70’s…

If I squint, I can see 2021 sitting there at the end of the week. 2020 has been  — interesting, but I’ll not be overly upset to put it behind…

Simply to get out of the house for a bit and get some fresh air and sunshine, the roommate and I drove down to the Waffle House in Castle Rock…

Back in the 70’s the holidays were ruled by catalog showrooms like Sears, Montgomery Wards, and the big-dog around my house — Service Merchandise. The ritual was to make note…